Faculty member Ellen Bryant Voigt’s poem “My Mother,” from her new book Headwaters, is featured online at Poetry Daily:

My Mother

my mother my mother my mother she
could do anything so she did everything the world
was an unplowed field a dress to be hemmed a scraped knee it needed
a casserole it needed another alto in the choir her motto was apply yourself
the secret of life was spreading your gifts why hide your light
under a bushel you might Read more